Never see you again
Song Shuyang received a call from Jin Zhou as soon as he left the classroom after class at noon.
He waited for the phone to ring for a full thirty seconds before answering it, acting like a smug young master. "Hey, are you resurrected?"
"Well, we just won the resurrection match. You're done with get out of class, right? Do you want to come out and have dinner together?"
Song Shuyang sneered, "Who are you? I'll go if you invite me to dinner. Do you think you have such a big face?"
Ten minutes later, Song Shuyang sat down opposite Jin Zhou and Jiang Ying, textbook still in hand, trying hard to suppress his panting from running all the way.
Xiaobai was there too, with her arms crossed, looking at the scenery and forcibly ignoring the people opposite her. Song Shuyang followed suit and sat side by side with her. The two of them seemed to be competing to see whose face was uglier.
Jiang Ying was overwhelmed and pushed the menu over. "Hurry up and order the food, both of you."
Xiaobai snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Oh, so some people don't even need an explanation for not going home for three days. Well, I'm just a pet kept at home. If they're happy, they'll tease me a little, and if they're not, they'll just throw me aside."
"...That's almost enough. I called you but you didn't answer. What can I do?"
Jin Zhou, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly added, "Later, her idol came and she had no time to pay attention to you. Please forgive me."
Jiang Ying smiled and gritted her teeth, "Thank you."
The two of them were arguing fiercely, and she couldn't bear to see Jin Zhou enjoying the show, so she deliberately added fuel to the fire and said, "Yangzi, you might not know this, but this time Old Jin went out to find a singer, and she has a hot body... Oh, and Old Jin even gave him the sesame seed bun that he was going to bring you on the way."
Song Shuyang: "...It's none of my business."
Jiang Ying had originally wanted to shift the blame, but he didn't fall for it at all. Xiao Bai brought the topic back, "You even looked closely at her figure. You're the one with the dirty thoughts, aren't you? And you're trying to blame her."
Jiang Ying pinched her face and said, "Can you please be reasonable? He's a man!"
Song Shuyang's heart skipped a beat, and a feeling of jealousy spread.
He looked up at Jin Zhou and chuckled in his heart.
Pretty fast.
You seem quite experienced at this, so this isn't your first time committing a crime, right?
What's the point of talking about a first kiss? With the kind of people he's been in, no one would believe it was a first kiss.
Jin Zhou remained calm and said, "Call me out for dinner tonight."
"It's fine," Song Shuyang slowly unwrapped the plastic-wrapped tableware in front of him, "I should call her sister-in-law, right? Where is our sister-in-law from?"
Jin Zhou propped up his head and looked at him, "I'm from Beijing."
Song Shuyang paused for a moment, then quickly recovered. "That's great! He must love you so much to come all the way here from Beijing, right?"
"Then I don't know." Jin Zhou poured him some tea and rinsed the cup. "Let's get along with each other first and see."
Song Shuyang looked at the tea in his cup and suddenly felt a little nauseous.
In the future, Jin Zhou will have someone else to run a business with him, so what will all the efforts he has made for Helios be worth?
He didn't even get paid, worked so much for nothing, and in the end he didn't even get a title.
The boss's brother?
It sounds quite humorous.
He took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, he had already managed a decent smile. "Then I wish you success in both your career and love life, brother."
He emphasized the last word.
For some reason, the two women who had been arguing fiercely just now quieted down after hearing this.
The atmosphere at the table was a little strange for a moment. Jiang Ying cleared her throat and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Helios opens tomorrow, and I'm treating you to dinner tonight. You two kids..."
Song Shuyang and Xiaobai asked in unison: "Who is the kid?"
Jiang Ying: "...you two mature adults, can you help greet the guests tonight?"
Song Shuyang: "Why?"
Xiaobai: "Are you using me again?"
"Alright! For those who have red envelopes, let Old Jin give each of you a big one when the time comes, okay?"
Jiang Ying rubbed her brows tiredly. It was already difficult to coax her own child, and now she had to coax Jin Zhou's family as well. Now these two unlucky children had united as one, making things even more difficult.
The dishes were served and several people were eating quietly when a question suddenly popped up at the table: "Does your friend know where the name Helios came from?"
Everyone put down their chopsticks and looked up at Song Shuyang.
Song Shuyang: "...It's okay, I just said it casually."
Jin Zhou picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for him and said, "Even eating can't stop your mouth."
Song Shuyang lost his temper and picked out the ribs and threw them on the bone dish. "Don't you know I don't eat sweet and sour food?"
"I see you like eating."
"Get lost! When did I ever enjoy eating it?" He looked at the rosy piece of meat, tears welling up in his eyes. He knew he had to get used to Jin Zhou not caring about him, but after living together for over a decade, he didn't even respect his most basic preferences. It was clearly revenge.
Originally, he thought he could handle it, but when he saw Jin Zhou's cold look, he couldn't stop feeling aggrieved. Especially after seeing how accommodating he was, he couldn't bear to imagine that all that favoritism was being poured into another person.
"Song Shuyang," Jin Zhou called him calmly, "Eat quickly, don't dawdle, or you'll be too late in the evening."
"Oh." He responded and lowered his head to eat his rice mixed with tears.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Song Shuyang was not in a good state after the commotion at the dinner table. After they both went to work, Xiaobai comforted him and said, "Jin Zhou may have been under too much pressure recently and couldn't take care of you. Don't take it to heart."
Song Shuyang shook his head. "It's okay. I'll get used to it sooner or later. He'll have even less time to care about me when he has a partner."
"But don't you think this is strange? How could they fall in love so quickly? There were many people in the circle who pursued Jin Zhou before, but he didn't like any of them."
"He used to be thinking about me, but now that there's no hope, he's just let it go," Song Shuyang sniffed. "That's good, because it saves me from feeling guilty and worrying that he won't be able to get over it."
Xiaobai patted his back gently, "I understand you. It's a bit uncomfortable to chase someone else when you've been chasing after them all of a sudden, because you're used to that person's company. It will get better after a while."
Song Shuyang also hoped that she could get better as soon as possible and not shed any more tears for Jin Zhou.
Looking back on the past twenty years of my life, I realized that all my tears were shed for him. It's so embarrassing.
At seven in the evening, Song Shuyang and Xiaobai were helping to greet customers at the hotel entrance. Jiang Ying took a moment to take a look from upstairs. "Yangzi is really good at what he does now."
Jin Zhou leaned against another window, smoking, and said calmly, "Well, you've grown up."
"Aren't you quitting smoking?"
"I feel bad, so I took a couple of puffs to calm down."
He saw Song Shuyang downstairs seemed to notice his gaze, and hurriedly closed the window and put out the cigarette.
"Okay, stop playing hide-and-seek and come help me."
After confirming that the last guest had arrived, Song Shuyang breathed a sigh of relief and opened a bottle of mineral water to drink.
He complained in a lighthearted tone, "You've been smiling so much that your face is stiff."
Xiaobai rubbed his cheeks and said, "Me too. I have to help Sister Ying block the wine later. She can't drink too much when we open tomorrow."
Song Shuyang discovered that no matter how much Xiaobai quarreled or made a fuss with Jiang Ying, his heart was always on her side and he would always consider her in everything.
"You two have such a good relationship." He couldn't help but sigh.
Just as I was about to go upstairs, a young man suddenly came out of the revolving door in a hurry. It was over 10 degrees Celsius and he was still wearing tight black ripped jeans. His top was so loose that it looked like he was wearing adult clothes. His hair was dyed a parrot-like color and he looked a bit like a mixed-race person.
He said his name was Croissant. Song Shuyang looked through the guest list again and didn't find this strange name. He was stunned for a moment and then realized what was going on.
"Are you the resident singer brought back by Jin Zhou?"
The boy spoke in broken Mandarin: "Yes, I don't know how to use a map, so I searched for a long time."
Song Shuyang tried hard to maintain his good expression, "I'll take you upstairs."
As he was going up the stairs, Song Shuyang couldn't help but glance at him and found that Jiang Ying was right, she did have a hot body.
Besides, what's wrong with this boy? As soon as he entered the box, he sat next to Jin Zhou, forcing Song Shuyang to sit at the door. Fortunately, Xiaobai was there to accompany him, otherwise he would be so angry that he would die.
But he also noticed a strange phenomenon. It seemed that as soon as this croissant took the seat, the originally noisy conversation at the table became quieter, and everyone nodded to him with an expression of respect.
He lowered his voice and asked Xiaobai: "Who is this person?"
"I don't know him either. I'm not familiar with the music industry."
But they soon found out.
Jin Zhou stood up with his glass in hand and said, "Let me introduce you. This is my arrangement teacher. His Chinese name is Kesong. He just returned to China, and I specially invited him to be the resident singer."
Everyone present toasted him, but Croissant himself was offline, trying to tame his chopsticks.
"Jin Zhou's teacher?" Song Shuyang was surprised. "I remember he only started learning arranging in his freshman year."
Croissant looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Maybe he is a genius boy." Xiaobai said.
Song Shuyang felt even more resentful. His musical attainments were limited to understanding music theory and being able to play the guitar. Initially, he just wanted to find a field where he could defeat Jin Zhou, but as expected, Jin Zhou surpassed him. He found it boring and did not improve himself any further, but just treated it as a hobby.
Now, someone who shares a more common voice with Jin Zhou has appeared.
Would he also sit on Jin Zhou's lap and be coaxed into playing the guitar?
Can you think of a better watermark for Jin Zhou?
Will it be...
Croissant, who had been offline for a long time, suddenly looked at him.
Song Shuyang was completely unable to disguise his likes and dislikes for a person, and there was some hostility in their glances.
Croissant tilted his head in confusion.
I have to admit that mixed-blood people do have an advantage in appearance. If Song Shuyang didn't know his identity in advance, he would definitely have a good impression of him.
After the party, Jin Zhou was too drunk to drive, so he walked up to Song Shuyang with his car keys, leaned over and asked him, "Friend, would you be my designated driver?"
Song Shuyang raised his eyelids and glanced at Croissant who was still eating watermelon. "Can't you ask someone else to give it to you?"
"He doesn't have a domestic driver's license." Jin Zhou knew who he was referring to.
"Oh." Song Shuyang took the key.
In reality, Song Shuyang hadn't driven a car since passing his driving test, but the distance from the hotel to his home was only a short turn, so there shouldn't be any accidents. He got in the driver's seat and tried hard to recall what he had learned in driving school.
After finally starting the car, he saw someone running behind the car in the rearview mirror.
He really wanted to pretend he didn't see it and drive away, but his moral standards were too high. Thinking that Croissant couldn't even stop a car when he came, he felt soft-hearted and took him along.
He asked calmly, "Where do you live?"
Croissant tried hard to recall how to express it in Chinese. After a brief brainstorming session, he confidently shouted, "Boats' home!"
Song Shuyang twisted his hand and almost drove the car into the flower bed.
He scoffed, "You're quite fast."
Jin Zhou said with some amusement: "What are you thinking about that is not pure? He meant in my community. I found him a room."
Croissant excitedly said, "Right!"
"Is there a difference?" Song Shuyang's face was tense, trying hard to suppress the urge to drive into the streetlight and kill Jin Zhou. "Anyone who is interested can be brought back across the Pacific Ocean, and those who are not interested will not even be touched even through the door."
Jin Zhou's eyebrows twitched when he heard this.
"Song Shuyang, you said you don't like me."
"Yeah, I did."
"The fact that you're saying this again is very disturbing to me. First, I've never been uninterested in you before. Second, as I said, Croissant is my arranging teacher. I went to great lengths to get him back, and I don't have that kind of interest in him."
"Just know it in your heart. Why explain it to me?"
The car was quiet for a while. Even if Croissant couldn't read the air, he could tell they were arguing. He tried to organize his words and said, "Don't argue, don't argue. It's dangerous to drive while arguing."
Song Shuyang calmed down and realized that he had lost his composure.
The car had already entered the Jinzhou residential complex. He parked the car in the parking space and said coldly, "I have already canceled your account. You will run it yourself from now on. Don't come to me if you have any problems."
Jin Zhou rubbed his brow and said, "Do you have to be so extreme?"
"Yeah," he tried to lift the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were incredibly red, and his whole expression looked quite strange. "I found it quite difficult. I can't pretend that nothing happened and continue to treat you as my brother."
"Don't contact me anymore, Jin Zhou."
A bloody taste rose in his throat. Song Shuyang tried hard to suppress the discomfort and took out his mobile phone to block Jin Zhou on all platforms.
He took a few deep breaths, barely holding back his tears. "Actually, we didn't have anything to do with each other. You've lived in my house long enough. Uncle Jin is traveling all over the country, so he can find a place to stay anywhere. You've already opened a shop here, so you should move out completely."
Jin Zhou was silent for a long time.
Croissant only half understood what he heard, knowing only that the atmosphere was not good, so he huddled into a ball and tried to minimize his presence.
"Is this what you really think?" Jin Zhou asked in a low voice.
"Don't you know?" Song Shuyang wiped away a tear with the back of his hand and laughed widely. "I've always been annoyed with you since I was a child. Why did you occupy our house and take away my mother's love? When you were a child, you were always sick. Whenever you were sick, my mother only cared about you and threw me aside. And you always had to interfere with everything I learned. If I learned street dance, you learned street dance. If I learned an instrument, you also learned an instrument, and you learned it better than me. I hate you so much."
He was afraid that he was still soft-hearted, so he stabbed himself in the heart with the final fatal knife.
"You spent so much money on surgery that year. Who knows if my mom got a share of it? To put it bluntly, you just took something that should have belonged to me. Now that you can make your own money, I don't expect you to repay my family for anything. Move out sooner rather than later and give my mom and me some peace and quiet."
After he finished speaking, he turned his face away, not daring to look at Jin Zhou's expression at all.
He knew everything. Jin Zhou owed his family nothing. In the past ten years, he had been so humble that people almost thought he was a servant of the Song family. When he first came to his house, he was so cautious that he didn't dare to pick up any food when eating. He had to be forced by Song Shuyang to pick up his chopsticks.
Jin Jiaan gives Song Nian a lot of living expenses every month, and that money is more than enough to hire a live-in nanny.
On the contrary, it was he who occupied the first half of Jin Zhou's life, which should have been carefree, and owed him a true heart.
I can’t pay it off, but it doesn’t matter if I owe a little more.
When Song Shuyang was so anxious that he was about to jump out of his chest, Jin Zhou finally spoke.
"Song Shuyang, you are even more hateful than I thought."
"Really? You thought too highly of me before."
Jin Zhou's cold eyes swept across his face inch by inch, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The trouble you cause with your mouth will be paid for somewhere else sooner or later."
Song Shuyang felt cold for no reason. The car was too cold and he couldn't stay there any longer. He opened the door and said "Goodbye". His figure gradually disappeared into the night.
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